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” Lucy chuckled at the sacrilegious comment, though it was a very old one. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. Then he was surrounded by black-clad nuns, and Melusine felt an unknown hand grab away her own sword. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. ” “No, I wanted to talk to you, Lucy, to invite you to a dinner party. “Don’t bunch too much as you come out,” she added. But he was wide awake. She looked around her.
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